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About Glasgow

I got mad once—saw this kid, barely 18, workin’ the block. Broke my damn heart—like WALL-E watchin’ Earth rot. But then, some ladies out there? Tough as nails, ownin’ it, stackin’ cash. That hustle? Respect. Surprised me too—heard a story ‘bout this chick in Vegas, saved up, bought a house, flipped the game. Ain’t that some shit? “WALL-E, my man,” I’d say, “she’s compactin’ the system!”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

Anyway, I dash to the office on Station Road. Traffic’s a nightmare. I’m stuck behind this ancient bus. I swear it was from the Stone Age. I’m fuming, thinking, “C’mon, move it!” Finally, I get to the office, and my boss is already on my case. “Where’ve you been?” she snaps. I’m like, “Chill, I’m here now!”

Clacton recycling bins to be removed due to arson attacks